Chapter 845 of the Immortal List Blood Splashed Shura Palace

There were too many strong people gathered in the bloody battle of the Shura Palace. Many of them are the overlords of the powerful side, and there are six or seven murderers in ancient times, all of whom are brave and fierce, and their names have been passed down through the ages.

The body of each murderer was full of blood mist, thick but not dispersed, standing in all directions with a cold face, looking at Guo Yi who was fighting with the East Palace Great Shura General faintly.

In their opinion, Guo Yi is just a junior.

Even if they have reached the Saint Emperor realm, they are far from catching up with them in terms of qualifications.

You must know that they can live for tens of millions of years, then their cultivation is quite terrifying, and the divine soldiers they have cultivated are not trivial, and the combat experience they have accumulated is not comparable to that of a junior who has only cultivated for decades.

Of course, if they knew that Guo Yi would kill all the powerhouses like Wu Shura, I don't know if they would think like this.

Guo Yi grabbed the waist of Princess Buxun with one hand, held the Burial Sword with the other, and stepped on the void three feet above the ground, as if walking on the rippling water, the speed was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

The Great Shura General of the East Palace is also very good, the battle armor on his body wraps all the major points of the body, the battle armor is made of golden flame blood steel, extremely tough, the weight of each piece of golden flame blood steel is comparable to a star, he didn't take a step like a starry sky moving horizontally, and the power is very good.

But no matter how his tomahawk slashed, he couldn't touch Guo Yi's body at all, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

He approved more than 400 axes in a row, each of which could open the sky, but each axe missed, and the power consumed was also huge, and he had a feeling that he was fighting against the air.

"It's my turn. ”

Guo Yi stopped, slowly raised the Burial Sword in his hand, without any fancy, slashed out with a sword, and a brilliant sword flower bloomed.

"Poof!"

A tearing sound into the flesh!

The left arm of the East Palace Great Shura General was slashed off by a sword, and even the golden flame blood steel on his shoulder and arm was broken like tofu, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

This sword is simply unstoppable, not even the Sage Emperor.

The originally disdainful eyes around suddenly changed, and even those ancient murderers showed different colors, they knew better than anyone the strength of the Great Shura General of the East Palace, this was definitely the best among the Sage Emperors, but they didn't even touch the corner of Guo Yi's clothes, but they lost an arm.

The Great Shura General of the East Palace was not surprised, the pain coming from his arm was so clear, he hadn't felt it like this for many years.

"Cut off my arm, and I'll cut off your head. "The Great Shura of the East Palace originally wanted to use the holy power to recondense his arm, but the wound cut by the Burial Heaven Sword, let alone recondensing his body, was already very difficult even if he could stop the blood.

"Whew!"

An ancient beast roar came from the body of the Great Shura General of the East Palace, and a large piece of beast hair suddenly appeared on his skin, and even his head became more and more hideous, and the single horn above his head was even more curved like a blood-colored crescent.

He had refined an ancient desolate beast into his body, and obtained a strong body, with a domineering aura of a beast king, and slashed at the air with a one-armed single axe.

Guo Yi smiled and shook his head, how could the ancient desolate beast be compared to the peacock, and as soon as he collected the Burial Sky Sword, he also blasted it out with one punch.

"Boom!"

This punch was fast and ruthless, directly shattering the axe of the East Palace Great Shura General, with countless iron filings on the fist, a punch hit his head, and his head was exploded in an instant.

The three-zhang high blood spring rushed out of the neck of the Great Shura General of the East Palace, and the hot blood splashed all over the ground.

Princess Buxun raised her eyebrows, lifted her fingers, and hurriedly lifted her saro hanging on the ground slightly, for fear of being contaminated with blood.

The yin wind was howling, and the blood corpse of the Great Shura General of the East Palace had been devoured and turned into a meal in the belly of the resentful ghost army.

Up to now, nearly 80,000 of the 480,000 resentful ghosts have reached the realm of saints, and independent consciousness has been born, and they are either handsome, beautiful, mighty, or heroic......

Today's resentful ghost army is already quite powerful, just the strongest eighty thousand saint-level resentful souls are comparable to two ancient overlord-level saint emperors.

Of course, this is because the Resentful Soul Saint is weaker than the real Saint, if it is really 80,000 Saints joining forces, they can kill the Half Emperor in an instant.

An ancient murderer has been splashed with blood, of course, which makes everyone present feel cold.

Guo Yi looked cold, the sword in his hand was still dripping blood, and said, "If no one makes another move, I will leave." ”

"In my land wilderness, I still dare to speak so loudly, Beigong, Qindi, Tianchi, we will join forces to kill him. ”

Tai hurt a long shout, and sacrificed a divine dragon backbone, as if waving a mountain range, blasting towards Guo Yi.

At the same time, the other three ancient murderers also shot at the same time, all of them were ruthless, and as soon as they shot, they were shocking and extremely proficient, each standing under a sky, playing a powerful and terrifying holy art or ancient weapon.

These four people are all super bigwigs of the Shura clan, they are all in the realm of the Sage Emperor, and they have fought in the world one by one, and the people of their former generations have fallen, but they have survived, which shows their strength.

The four Saint Emperors made a move, which was enough to sweep one side, and if the Half Emperor didn't make a move, who would compete?

Guo Yi also felt a trace of pressure, and the Burial Heaven Sword flew out of his hand, levitating above his head, and countless sword intents swirled wildly on it, like endless lightning intertwined.

The thirteenth sword technique of the burial heaven was born!

"Whew!"

A sword is like a waterfall, and it directly pierces the Beigong Great Shura General, and the huge Shura body is nailed to the ground.

The thirteenth sword technique of the Burial Heaven is so powerful, it directly nailed a saint emperor to death with a sword, this kind of ferocity can be compared to the full force of the half emperor.

A large number of resentful souls roared up again, devouring the body of the Great Shura General of the Northern Palace, and immediately another 30,000 resentful souls reached the realm of saints.

Today, 110,000 resentful souls have reached the sainthood.

Although Guo Yi used the thirteenth sword trick to kill the Great Shura General of the Beigong, the other three had already been killed at this time, and Guo Yi's Burial Heavenly Sword was not in his hand, how could he reach them?

"Boom!"

A peacock roared in Guo Yi's body, and a punch blasted out, instantly shattering all the holy arts and holy weapons that the three Saint Emperors had struck.

The Burial Heaven Remnant Monument suddenly rushed out, like a huge mountain pressing down, and with a "bang", it directly knocked the Great Shura General of Qindi into a blood mist.

Without Guo Yi's summoning, under the leadership of 110,000 resentful souls who had reached the level of a saint, an army of 480,000 resentful souls rushed forward at the same time, and before the Great Shura of Qindi would recondense his body, he would be devoured completely.

"Bang, bang......"

Nearly 30,000 resentful souls have been promoted to the saint realm, and now there are 140,000 resentful souls of saints for Guo Yi to drive.

Guo Yi's ferocity shocked everyone, and he actually beheaded three saint emperors in a row, which was even more fierce than the ancient murderers.

Even the remaining two Saint Emperors had a feeling of fear, the Tai Injured Great Shura General and the Tianchi Great Shura General hurriedly retreated, their hearts were full of fear at this time, and they didn't dare to strike again, for fear of following in the footsteps of the three of them.

Guo Yi has a beauty in one hand and a bloody sword in the other, and the two most extreme contrasts are presented on his body.

"Since everyone is gone, let's go. ”

Just after Guo Yi said this, a breathtaking air flow suddenly pressed on his body, as if hundreds of millions of mountains had been suppressed.

Guo Yi's body trembled slightly, and then he stabilized his body, and slashed out a sword in the air, breaking a hole in the boundless imperial might.

The pressure on his body suddenly disappeared.

Guo Yi knew that the bloody Shura King had finally arrived.

"Boom!"

As far as the eye can see, a middle-aged man and an old man come and go, stepping out of endless rules with every step.

The old man was as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a white linen robe, about the same height as a human being, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, and a pair of old dragon bell's deeply sunken eyes exuding a trace of essence.

Although he is already old, no one dares to underestimate him, because he is the oldest Shura King among the ten Shura Kings, the Dusk Shura King.

The Twilight Shura King is the oldest of the ten Shura Kings, and the oldest qualified.

That middle-aged man was amazing, just seeing his eagle-like eyes was enough to make people's hearts chill and fearful.

His face was as resolute as a knife, and the nasal grooves on both sides of his nose were even deeper, reaching the corners of his mouth, and his high cheekbones, coupled with the inch-long cyan beard on his chin, could feel at a glance that he was a fierce and fierce person.

That's right, he is the strongest of the ten Shura kings, the bloody Shura king.

As soon as the King of the Blood Battle Shura and the King of the Twilight Shura arrived, everyone immediately gave way to the road. These two people, one is a quasi-emperor and the other is a half-emperor, both of whom are amazing big shots.

As soon as they come, even if Guo Yi can turn over the river and the sea, then he won't be able to turn over any big lang.

Everyone thinks so!

"If you want to leave, how can it be so easy, my bloody battle Shura Royal Mansion is a place where you can come if you want to, and you can leave if you want to?"

What a character the King of Blood Battle Shura was, he could see at a glance that Princess Buxun had been given to Guo Yi.

His only son died, and his daughter-in-law became another wife, no one could be calm, and he would definitely be furious, but the bloody Shura King suppressed the anger in his heart, and just stared coldly at Princess Buxun's suffocating face, and wanted to scold a "slut".

The two powerhouses on the side of the emperor appeared at the same time, directly enclosing the entire space, and one by one, the emperor was so powerful that the strong people present except for the saint emperor fell to their knees.

Guo Yi smiled: "The Shura King of the Desolate Land is nothing more than that, I thought there was something terrible." ”

Back then, when Jing Wusheng was a saint in the fourth realm of the Great Perfection, he dared to carry the Burial Heaven Sword and fight against the Emperor, and Guo Yi's current cultivation is only higher than that of Jing Wusheng back then, so he is naturally more fearless.

If the wings of the peacock and the wings of the dragon are unfolded, even the king of Shura on the side of the emperor may not be able to catch up with him.

In this case, what is there to fear, King Shura can also fight!

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